New Ulm weekly review., 1887-06-22

walked into the room with his o7er-
coat on, and the peculiar bullying Of
one OF his pockets caused much laugh
ing comment. TT is a pitcherp we all
exclaimed. and sure enough he drew
out this little jug, which was greatly
admired, and furnished subject for
conjecture and comment for some time.
he had seen it in the window Of a
paWnshop, down town, had gone in and
pure hased it. That is ali I know con-
corning it,
l thanked her and asked, as delicate
~ as possible, to be allowed to repur-
chase it at the same price which Mr..
5Ormstead had gwen, but she called to
her two little ones and. placing the jug
IN their hands, bade them give it to
Aunt Fanny" brimful Of their love.
Determined now to trace the thief, /
sent that evening for DR.. Farnsworth
and asked him to place the matter in the
hands Of detectives, and having
learned the name Of the pawnbroker,
from whom Mr.. Omstead had brought
it, gave him that as a basis of opera
7tions. | heard nothing of Importance
~ SoAAAS A1AhCs dAu III GuC 1Acdu w ullt,
Mary VanVort told me that she had
felt obliged to forbid DeVendosa her
house. Nine. Ericsson had finished
her visit and was shortly to sail for
Europe. [ hoped to see her again be-
fore her departure, as continued to
feel strong interest in the beautiful
woman. | was unsuccessful, however,
IN finding her at her hotel when I called,
but one morning Ireceiyed note from
Mrs. vanVort saying that Nine. Erics-
son was to sail that afternoon, and if I
would like to 60 down to see her off,
she would call for me in her carriage.
l sent back a pleased acceptance and
we reached the dock about half an
hour before the steamer sailed.
The lovely SWede had made many
friends during her sojourn in New
I ork and her stateroom bore floral tes-
timony to her popularity. I was a lit
tie ashamed at my simple offering of
fragrant violets, but she placed them
on her breast with a charming smile
which, had been her lover, would
have caused me to squander a fortune
for such rewards. We were standing
in group, laughing and chatting,
when Mime. Ericsson S maid approach
ed with long sable-lined garment,
which she wrapped with anxious ten
derness about her mistress. The latter
thanked her with evident appreciation
of her devotion, and the maid was
about to withdraw, when couple of
men appeared and hastily approaching
the woman, the foremost walked quick
.ly past us, laid his hand upon her
shoulder saying:
'.You are Christine Elborge, the
maid of Mime. Ercisson?'
The woman bowed and madame
made hasty movement as if to speak,
but her maid interrupted it.
IF you have anything to say to me,
this is no place, in the presence of
ladies and gentlemen. Let us 90 for
ward.'
She moved away, but before she had
taken many steps she wrenched her.
self, suddenly, from her captiyes, turn
ed swiftly, seized her mistress hand
and pressed it convulsively to her lips,
then turned again to the men. Imme-
diately the second warning came for
us to leave. Nine. Ericsson turned
pale as death and implored that some
one should find her maid. 1t was too
late, however. Already the gangway
was being lifted and with hasty fare
well, which she was too paralyzed by
surprise and emotion to return, we left
her, a white, terror-stricken statue,
leaning for support against the bull
wafks. We could not discover the
maid, upon landing, and were left in
suspense as to the meaning, of the sud-
den arrest. Never for a moment did
we associate the detention of Nine.
Ericsson's maid with the theft of my
pitcher, but the next evening Mrs. Van
Wort and We're sitting spping our
coffee when DR.. Farnsworth entered
''Well, !" he said, after saluting us,
the mystery is at last solved Circum-
stantial evidence has convicted the
thief, for we cannot make the accom-
plice confess. Now, mesdames, who
do you you think stole the pitcherp''
M. DeVendosa!' promptly replied
Mrs. Van Wort, evidently pluming her.
self on her perspIcacity
Wrong, dear lady," said the doctor,
with an amused smile; '.the pitcher and
your own valuables were stolen by no
other than your charming guest, Nine.
Ericsson.
What a denoWenaent! We could
scarcely credit our senses; and not un-
til / received the following letter from
Paolo DeVendosa was I thoroughly
convinced:
Dear Madame
Now that you know the truth, let me
explain what must appear to you
mysterious. All, my poor darling! TO
think that she is unconscious of her ter
rble weakness. have just come from
Christine, her nurse from her birth and
now her maid. 1t seems that my dear
one has always been afflicted with that
most unhappy Of all diseases, klepto-
mania, and after the act is committed
she entirely forgets having perpetratetl
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